VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

"Seasonality!

It's usual to be abrupt, but this time it's especially bad.

Currently, the location is within TB and in the agricultural district.

At nine o'clock at night in real time, in-game time is daytime.

……

"Not seasonal enough!

There you are, this statement by Yumil.

Here we go again, Mr. Serene horns next to Liz on his face.

"It's seasonal."

"Uuch!? I hear you!

"If you're hearing me, answer me!

"I guess I've been waiting for that to continue because I don't have enough words! Trying to repeat it three times!

Mr. Serene moves right and left more and more between us.

Liz ignored and continued farming, and Tobi stopped in to watch mode while nibbling.

"Anyway." Temperatures are dropping somewhat, but it doesn't snow in the desert... it's not wintery! "or something like that!

"Do I need to continue if I know!?

"I wouldn't be able to help if I only knew!? Don't throw supplements all over people, it's your fault!

Now Mr. Serene looks around like he was good at "uh".

Although agricultural districts are green, Sarah is still a desert zone.

The sun shines, and if you move, sweat will seep into your forehead.

As I mentioned earlier, temperatures are lower in tandem with reality... but I don't feel very wintery.

"In the real world desert, it seems that snow sometimes falls rarely..."

"You're hopeless, Seppy! Sarah, you're fine at night. You've got ten degrees or more!

"Sure..."

It's not likely to rub so much, so Tobi cracks open the bystander arrangement and goes in.

Sleep deprivation seems to have resolved since then, and the neighborhood under my eyes is looking beautiful and refreshing today.

"The next event, I think, was just winterized..."

"At the end of the summer, we had a naval battle, a harvest festival in the fall. In due course, in winter -"

"TB-style, it's a skilled snowball tournament!

"What's that noisy snowball?"

"Ah. I guess I could activate my skills in Beach Volleyball, and I can't say I don't"

That mysterious specification... TB has seen some fabric like systems for such events, making it a little harder to predict events.

I can't throw away the line of a mini-game simply for AC, but what about fulfilling it?

After a long affirmation, Yumil snorted one.

"So what do you think will happen to Sepp? Next Event!

"Uh, Christmas is coming up... how about making a tree or something? I've seen it in other games."

"Tree-making?

"Decorate the tree with items specific to the game. Glowing stones or colorful leaves? Something else... like the mascot stuffed animal in the game"

"Oh, that sounds fun! All right, that!

Serene said it was an event that rewarded the decorations by making them extravagant.

Although the most limited types of decorations were not as liberal.

"Awkward people, if there is snow, it would be nice to make a snow statue. I want to make a snow statue of the Demon King!

……

In a way it is the opinion of Tobi, who does not brace, but it is the cold silence that has returned from the women.

... Temperature, didn't it drop? At least just the body feel.

By the way, I expected a production or collection system this time because the last time was a combat system.

Actually, like Tobi, making snow statues was one of my expected candidates...

Don't mention it here, you should keep your mouth shut.

"You broke a brilliant prediction...... what do you think of Liz?

"I... especially. If you can spend time with Mr. Hynd, I don't want any more."

Tobi moves softly to resume the burning surface and into my sight.

Listening to Liz's words, Yumil sticks her pruning (shears) bits to the ground like a frustration.

"Kah! I don't think you are! I know that's obvious! Same goes for me! Based on that, we'll talk about what kind of event would be great!

……

Now Liz stops the hand of leaf pruning and quietly puts the scissors on the ground.

- Oh, no.

This is beautiful.

"... that's what you'll find out tomorrow, right? There is no compulsion."

"Though no one would be imposing or anything like that!? You boring bastard!

"Unless, like the usual Mr. Hynd, you want to work out measures based on your predictions. Anyway, you'd end up there throwing your predictions, wouldn't you?

"Ya, don't ask so much for just a chat! Aren't you willing to have a good chat, you!

"At least you're not with Mr. Yumil."

"You. Eh!

Mr. Serene starts to horn between us again, and Tobi smiles at the edge of my sight, getting out and into it all the time.

... Can I be nice to this guy, too? Come on, it's depressing.

"As it were, well, both of us! Around..."

"Seth, get out of the way! I have to settle with this guy!

"Stay back, Seppy. Which way, sooner or later, is the statute you have to fight!

"Hih!? Do something, Mr. Hynd!

……

Is it ineffective to stop Mr. Serene?

This is pretty good for both of us.

The cause is probably due to a lot of things at school due to the approaching Christmas.

'Cause you're hot, you both seem... stressed out.

"Mr. Serene, come here"

"Ha, Mr. Hynd...?

"It's okay. Leave it to me."

Approaching the two sides, paying the dirt on their hands, so that they can be replaced by Mr. Serene.

... Yes, speaking of Christmas.

We usually have a small party at home.

It's customary to have a more luxurious menu than usual, but this year -

"First of all, Christmas cakes are basic, aren't they? I'll prepare this properly."

……

"Others pizza on turkey, roast beef and potatoes. If it's cold, the pot's fine, and I'm excited about sushi."

"Mm!?

The effect was surface (tempered).

Liz told the cake, Yumil reacted to the meat and interrupted the dispute.

If you can draw attention, all you have to do is release a word of restraint.

"I do... for this minute, I guess I'll cancel this Christmas party..."

"Mr. Hynd!?

"Hynd!?

"No, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. But you have no choice, do you? We're not that close."

"No! We're gonna have a party!? Though it would be an important routine event for our annual meeting!

"... ours?

Listening to Yumil's remarks, including about herself, Liz narrows her eyes again.

Every year, there is no such thing as not being on the spot, but it seems that Rishi doesn't like it.

... albeit.

You've had enough, haven't you?

……

With the will to seriously call it off, I glance at the two of you as I arm myself.

The air, which was sinister, misted, and Yumil and Liz looked at each other with an awkward look on their faces.

… a temporary truce, an eye contact that

"- I'm sorry!

"I'm sorry. Cake, I'm looking forward to it...... please"

"Stop calling me off! It's my biggest pleasure at the end of the year! It's worth living for!

"Right. So, shall we go back to production?

When I loosen my expression and unwrap my arms, I panic and the two pick up each pruning bite.

This work is an important element in determining the quality at harvest in the "herb" that spreads and stretches a large number of leaves.

"Wow, okay!... Is that it? Leaf pruning in this row, how far did you go?

"There you are, Mr. Yumil. Don't forget."

"Mm... here. It helps."

Whatever the next event is, the immediate priority is production activities.

It also leads to events by making and making them and increasing stockpiles and products.

I see the two of you back down, and I go back to the task of looking for the leaves that hurt too.

"That's Mr. Heind..."

"The stomach of the two of you is not fully mastered by Lord Hynd..."

More than in ancient times, it is logical that a person who has been grabbed by his stomach is weak.